Fleur II: Wrecked

April 29, 6:27 PM

Even though the site's fleeting live stream-only nature undermined most of the purposes of interview sessions with their models, LiveTabooTorture's producers David and Szymon followed what seemed to be a trend for bdsm related web video production companies. Their session with Fleur was no exception.

LTT did not offer any downloads or pay-per-view content to their members other than their live streams. The interview footage was just used once to entertain members while they waited between the various segments of the show at the night of a live stream. Nonetheless they spent the same attention to quality and detail that viewers were used to from other production companies like RealTimeBondage and HardTied.

They'd brought Fleur to a small room with bare concrete walls and a simple but expensive white leather couch in front of a tripod-mounted video camera. She was told to strip and sit down for a candid talk about her past experiences and fears and desires in regards to her upcoming live stream session. Even though Szymon's pronunciation in English was a lot better, David was the one asking questions and his partner was in charge of the recording and editing of the video. David started out with the usual generic information once Fleur sat down on the couch.

"Hey, beautiful, can you say name and how old and where you from?"

Fleur smiled. She had never really done a quote-unquote official interview on camera before, let alone naked, but she wasn't nervous and thought it would be fun. She looked at Szymon and his camera and answered the question.

"Hi, I'm Kitten and I'll be twenty years old next week and I'm from the Netherlands."

"Please answer truth. You over 18 and here by own free will?"

Fleur thought the question was curious. Didn't she just imply that she was nineteen? She answered nonetheless.

"I am over 18, yes, and I am here out of my own free will, because I want to be here."

"Welcome to Poland, beautiful, how you like it here?"

"I have not seen much of it yet. I immediately went here to the studio," she chuckled.

"And why are you now here?" David asked.

"To see if your live stream tonight can give me the excitement and pleasure I need."

"What kind of excitement and pleasure do you need?"

Fleur folded her legs and took a short breath before starting her reply.

"I crave pain — I always have as long as I can remember. Not pain from accidents or something like that. I want erotic pain. It's just something I need to make me feel alive and get rid of stress and worries, it brings me to a happy place. I want it almost all the time. Without it I become moody and bitchy, hahahaha!"

"So, like addiction?"

"Yes, it is definitely similar to an addiction, I mean, I have always been a smoker since I was 14 but I really chain smoke these days and it has been similar for my craving for pain. It, it makes me feel… alive in a way and I have noticed that I need it to go further, push my limits further for me to get the same feeling again. I don't know if that makes sense?"

"Yes, that is addiction. That does addiction. How far you want to go for that sweet spot? Let me say: what do you do normal to get there now and what do you want to happen tonight?"

"You can see on my body that what I do usually leaves marks and scars, I play hard and rough with my boyfriend and mistress and they like to push my body to its limits if there are any.

"Explain some scars to us please?"

"Pff, where should I start?" Fleur wondered out loud.

"You have many on beautiful tits, start there?"

Fleur looked down at her chest and cupped her large natural breasts. She quickly pointed out a series of dot-like spots on the left side of her left breast, close to her areola.

"Here is one I remember well. Mistress had put thick meat skewers behind my nipples and usually they leave small marks that fade over time but this time she used a blow torch to heat them up and it burned the skin and left these bigger circles that you can still see."

She pulled up her other breast and gave they guys and the camera a better look at the underside of her right breast.

"And here is a scar from a cut with a razor that another mistress made when she played with my tits. She also cut the other side but not as deep and it healed better, this one was kind of an accident but I like it."

"So you have lot of scars but you want more?"

"Haha, I don't just do it for the scars, even though I want to collect more and many of them give nice memories, but I do wonder a lot when it will be enough, you know? Am I even scared to find out what's behind the next door, you know? I kind of want to find out where the limit is."

"So you like all kind pain and abuse?"

"Ummm," Fleur took a few seconds to form her next response, "I have kinds that I like better than others but I want to be able to take everything when I give my body up for use."

"What is your best?"

"What do you mean? What kind of pain and abuse I like the best?"

"Yes what you like best."

"I like sharp pain more than anything else. Pins, needles, oh God… the crop, cuttings, burns, electro…" She looked up as if she'd expect more keywords to be written on the ceiling, but David already had lined up his next question already.

"What else abuse you like?"

"I like being degraded. I am quite the cock whore and cum slut for any man who isn't afraid to really use my body as a slab of meat with holes to explore and fill and abuse. Man or woman I should say, I don't care about gender."

"We have list of things our members ask lot about. I ask you about and you say in short if you like or no, ok?"

"Oh God, if I say no, will they request it tonight?" she laughed.

"You never know, haha!" David replied.

"Um, sure, shoot." Her eyes expressed her feeling of curiosity and wonder. In her head she wondered what these Polish dudes fantasized about, but she kept her thoughts to herself.

"Needles and piercing."

"Yes, please. Hahahahah"

"Tit torture."

"Are you kidding me, bring it on, hahahaha!"

"Blood whipping."

"Fine."

"Face fuck."

"God yes, I love to serve cock."

"Anal"

"Yeah, no problem."

"Toilet slave."

"Uuuuhhhh, yes and no. I'll swallow spit and cum and piss, but blood, shit and other stuff only with my boyfriend if that even happens. Not into scat. At. All. Sorry."

"Fucking machines."

"Um, don't care too much. I like real cock better, haha! But if it gets you off you can use them on me."

"Hanging."

"What? Like with a noose? Or do you mean other kinds of suspension?"

"Like rope around neck."

"Ugh no, I have no death wish. I will submit to breath play, even with ropes, but not to actual hanging by the neck. That's off limits."

"Fisting."

"Mistress has been training me, so yeah, that's okay."

"Cutting."

"Shit, that can be so good but so scary! I heard the mistress tonight is a medical doctor. I hope she'll bring a good tool bag with her that can scare the shit out of me, hahahaha!"

"Face punching."

"No, not a fan. I like sharp pain, not blunt or dull pains. I really hope you guys will concentrate on other parts of my body." Her face clearly showed disgust at the suggestion.

"That was it. You have special request?"

"Um, the doctor mistress. I really hope she can be a sadistic doctor or nurse. Like in those torture movies, in an old abandoned asylum. I'll gladly be a piece of meat for her to work on, hahahaha."

"You want to say anything else to our members?"

"Uhh, I'm excited, you guys! And a little scared of what you will do to me. I really want to give you guys a good show to remember!"

David laughed and nodded as a signal to his colleague to stop taping.

"Did I do well," Fleur wanted to know? "Was that good?"

"Perfect," David replied. "Now I show you shower and room for relax and eat. Follow me. Leave clothes here."

The girl got up from the pristine white couch and followed David out of the room and into a small hallway that connected several parts of the large warehouse where the production company was housed. They passed several doors on their right hand side, but didn't enter any of them. Instead, they went left at the end of the hallway and continued until they arrived at a bigger space that Fleur recognized from the video feed she had watched. This was the room where they suspended their girls from the ceiling with spreader bars while they awaited their turn on the show. She looked up at the three bars that were currently pulled up all the way to the ceiling. David saw her stare and said: "You be there tonight too, we save you for last. Come."
They went through a door on the left side of the wall and entered a smaller corridor with three doors on the right side and one at the end. They entered the first on the right and arrived at Fleur's dressing room.

Much to her surprise, there was already someone in the room, doing her make-up in front of a large mirror. The woman looked stunning. Her heart-shaped face was perfectly symmetrical with big brown eyes and a small, slightly pointy nose. Her lips were painted in the same hue as her cardinal red hair, which she wore in a pony tail. She was completely dressed in black, wearing boots, tight leather pants and a tailored black cotton shirt that brought out her elegant curves. She had broad shoulders, which made her waist look smaller and her hips were wider and more womanly than Fleur's. To the girl's surprise, the young woman was friendly and inviting.

"Hi, I'm Mistress Marta, you must be my willing victim for tonight. It's a pleasure to meet you!" she said with fire in her eyes. "You may call me Mistress for now."

Fleur greeted her co-star by saying her own name and that she would be called 'Kitten' for tonight's production. The Mistress nodded and took a good look at the stunning masochist, who looked even more mesmerizing in person. Marta noticed how comfortable the girl was naked around strangers and felt like she had a definite x-factor, a je-ne-sais-quoi, which made her stand out and light up the room.

Before he left, David showed Fleur where their well-stocked fridge was and pointed out a production schedule near the door, which listed when catered food would be served and when the show times were. Marta and Fleur's was circled in red: 9:30 PM.  
The two young women had plenty of time still to get to know each other a little better before the show, to exchange experiences and expectations for tonight. They clicked from the get-go and Marta thought that Fleur was every bit as exciting as Elsa had claimed her to be. In turn, Fleur felt an instant connection with the dominatrix that made her feel safe and cared for.

Partially because of what had happened right before she left Elsa's, she felt comfortable enough to share some of her more extreme fantasies that might be brought to life this night and reassured the Mistress that she should not pull any punches, that she not only expected, but even wished to leave with plenty of new, permanent scars after this session and that she was used to heavy play that usually left her unable to walk, pee or shit normally for a while.

Marta quickly got used to Fleur's candidness and lack of any shame. She found it refreshing and inspiring and this little time spent together motivated her only more to dig deep and bring out her own most sadistic desires.